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Chapter 633

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Lu Yurong scoffed, "Alright then, tell me, who do you want to kill? … Nothing good ever comes out of you, you're always killing people! "

Chu Li laughed, "It's not that I want to kill, it's someone else who wants to kill me, so I have to make the first move."

"Alright, tell me, who do you want to kill this time?" Lu Yurong stared at him with her bright eyes.

Chu Li said, "This time, King An found a hermit from the Green Hill to kill me. We'll take care of him first, we'll make the first move."

"Hermit …" Lu Yurong frowned, "King An is really capable, to find someone like that."

Hermit were Grandmasters, but these Grandmasters lived in seclusion, working hard to break through to Enlightened Mastery, similar to monks or Taoists, ignoring the affairs of the mortal world.

These hermit all swore that they would not leave the mountain until they became Enlightened Mastery.

Therefore, to make these hermit leave the mountain, they had to pay a high price. Even so, there might not be any hermit who would leave the mountain. They were used to living in seclusion and did not want to get involved in any grudges or trouble for their descendants.

Chu Li said, "This hermit is near the end of his life, he wants to perish together with me."

"Can the two of us take him down?" Lu Yurong frowned, "If we really perish together, we might not be able to stop him."

A Grandmaster who was nearing the end of his life must have a profound cultivation level. If such a Grandmaster perished together, it would be earth-shattering.

Although they were strong, they might not be able to escape unscathed.

"No matter how strong he is, can he stop the two of us?" Chu Li smiled, "As long as you don't hold me back and purposely harm me."

"It's fine if you don't trust me," Lu Yurong said impatiently, "Are you going or not?"

"When can we leave?" Chu Li asked.

Lu Yurong said, "Anytime, tonight?"

"No problem!" Chu Li smiled, "Great, I like working with you because you're so straightforward, you don't hesitate!"

"I don't like working with you!" Lu Yurong scoffed.

She actually liked working with Chu Li too. They did not need to say much to each other, they knew what each other wanted to do with just a glance. Their teamwork was perfect, they could unleash their cultivation level to the maximum.

Chu Li stood up, his left hand holding the sword, his right hand extended.

Lu Yurong glared at him and walked closer to him, allowing his large hands to wrap around her waist.

Her body stiffened, and she felt awkward.

Chu Li's hand felt exceptionally hot as he placed it on his waist. Traces of heat flowed out from his palm and into his body. His ice-cold body felt as if it had melted. He felt so soft that he could not exert any strength.

If he harbored evil intentions and wanted to harm him, it would be very difficult to resist.

She felt awkward and strange about this kind of feeling, but she didn't show it on her face. She looked calm and indifferent, as if she didn't care.

The two of them disappeared into the courtyard.

— —

Zheng Lide and an old man with white eyebrows and beard were riding slowly on the official road.

The bright moon in the sky was like a jade wheel, slowly sprinkling down its clear radiance, and the cries of insects rose and fell in the surroundings, adding a bit of liveliness to the silent night.

The old man was dressed in a loose linen robe. His tall stature was not burly, and he looked emaciated, like a lazy, sick tiger.

He sat on the horse, moving up and down along with the horse's back. His eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't speak. He looked like he was about to die, and he was lethargic.

Zheng Lide followed beside him and didn't speak. Most of the time, they traveled in silence. He knew that the old man, Zhou Kang, did not like to talk much.

"Elder Zhou, let's take a break. It won't be too late to continue our journey tomorrow," Zheng Lide said, "We're not in a hurry anyway."

He saw a road in the forest beside the road that led to a post pavilion.

Zhou Kang opened his eyes and nodded lightly, "Alright."

The two of them turned their horses into the forest and rode to the front of the pavilion.

There were two young men meditating in the pavilion.

One had a long and thin face, the other had a round face, they were both dressed in embroidered clothes, and they had an extraordinary bearing.

Hearing the sound, the two young men opened their eyes and looked at them cautiously. They felt a surging power approaching, as if it could swallow them at any time.

The two young men were Innate Masters, and their senses were sharp. They knew that the two people in front of them were Grandmasters.

The long and thin faced young man pulled the round-faced young man, and quickly got up and closed fist saluted, "Seniors, do you want to rest? Please come in, come in, let's go outside. "

Zhou Kang glanced at the two of them and said lightly, "Forget it, let's sit together!"

Zheng Lide scoffed, "Sit down!"

The two young men quickly responded and sat down with a smile.

Zheng Lide said, "Who are you?"

"We're the disciples of the Ling Long Pavilion," the long and thin faced young man quickly answered.

"The Ling Long Pavilion …" Zheng Lide nodded lightly and said lightly, "How's Pavilion Leader Wu recently?"

"The pavilion leader just came out of isolated cultivation, and his martial arts has improved greatly," the long and thin faced young man smiled.

Zheng Lide nodded and turned to look at Zhou Kang, "Elder Zhou, do you want to eat something?"

"No need, Young Zheng, if you're hungry, you can eat by yourself. I'm old, my appetite is very small," Zhou Kang said calmly.

"I'm not hungry either," Zheng Lide smiled.

The two young men did not say a word and treated him as air. In front of Grandmasters, young and promising heroes like them were not worth mentioning.

Zheng Lide said, "Both of you are Innate Masters at such a young age, so you're considered heroes. You must have a high position in the Ling Long Pavilion, right?"

"Yes, we're the official disciples of the pavilion leader," the two answered respectfully.

Zheng Lide nodded and said, "Pavilion Leader Wu's ability to guide disciples is very high, the Ling Long Pavilion has hope to rise."

The two young men smiled and closed fist saluted, "Thank you for your auspicious words, senior."

Zhou Kang had already sat cross-legged and closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

Zheng Lide was not sleepy at all, he wanted to find someone to chat with to pass the time, so he continued, "Since you're from the southern martial arts world, you must have heard of the White Shroud Chief?"

The two of them became energetic, the round-faced young man quickly nodded, "Yes, the White Shroud Chief is famous, we've heard of him too, he's like thunder piercing our ears."

"Have you seen him?" Zheng Lide asked.

The two of them shook their heads helplessly.

"Unfortunately, I haven't seen him either," Zheng Lide shook his head and said, "I'd really like to meet him if I have the chance, I heard he's very young?"

"Yes," the round-faced young man said excitedly, "I heard he's about the same age as us, it's really shocking!"

"He's a young hero," Zheng Lide sighed.

He thought of the Head Chief Chu Li, Du Feng of the South and Chu Li of the North. He knew how powerful the Head Chief was, to be able to be as famous as the Head Chief, one could imagine how powerful he was!

"Yes, only the White Shroud Chief is a true young hero, we're nothing!" The skinny long-faced young man smiled and said, "Unfortunately, we don't have the chance to meet him, I heard he's hidden in the Snow Lunar Pavilion."

"Someone from the Snow Lunar Pavilion?"

"Someone said there's someone in the Snow Lunar Pavilion that the White Shroud Chief likes."

"Hmm, that's possible," Zheng Lide smiled and said, "the Snow Lunar Pavilion is full of great beauties."

The two young men smiled.

"Your Ling Long Pavilion is not bad either," Zheng Lide smiled and said, "the female disciples are also very beautiful."

The two young men shook their heads.

The skinny long-faced young man said, "Although our junior and senior sisters are beautiful, they're still far from the Snow Lunar Pavilion. Now that the Snow Lunar Pavilion has the White Shroud Chief, they're even more proud, no one dares to provoke them."

Zheng Lide nodded slowly, "The White Shroud Chief …"

He suddenly turned his head and saw under the moonlight, Chu Li and Lu Yurong descending from the treetop side by side, silently and slowly walking over.

Zheng Lide's expression changed, he quickly stood up, "Head Chief!"

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